His tone had shifted—suddenly calm and dangerously soft. The sudden change was so jarring that every man in the room instinctively looked up at their Boss in shock.
A moment ago, he had been fuming with rage, ready to execute them all over a single mistake. Now, he sounded as if the gun wasn't still gripped in his hand.
Rosa whispered softly, “I am going home.”
He sighed, his voice offering a rare touch of gentleness. “Let me drive you, then.” He tucked the gun into his waistband as he walked toward her.
Reid, Luca, and Kane were ready to thank Rosa for saving them from the Don’s lethal rage; they knew that without her presence, they might not have survived the night. Though the Mafia King valued them more than his own life, when he was consumed by fury, he became dangerously unpredict
